an urban story where church girl Jalaiah meets Bakari drug dealer and hit man for a well known drug dealer.
The pair become inseparable and their friendship is undeniable. What happens when they start catching feelings for one another?
#1 in #afri...
When I walked into the kitchen everyone's conversation stopped, "hey, queen" Bakari smiled brightly at me.
"hey" i said dryly.
Everyone spoke to me which kind of made me nervous. I desperately wanted to go back into the room but I fought myself to get out of the house.
"I'm going to starbucks, i should be back in a few minutes." I told Bakari.
"do you want me to go with you?"
"no...i need to get out for me." I politely declined his offer.
"I don't feel comfortable with you going out alone...but i understand. Be safe. I love you." Bakari tried to kiss me but I curved his kiss.
"I will." I nodded grabbing my keys and purse from the table near the door. I walked out of the door to my Lexus. I started the car, put my seatbelt on, and shuffled my playlist before driving out of the driveway.
Hrs & Hrs by Muni Long played throughout the car. I hummed along to it while driving to Starbucks which was 10 minutes from the house.
I pulled up to starbucks going to the drive thru. I ordered and paid for it. I decided to pass the time by going into target. Of course, my phone rung off of the hook. I answered the FaceTime from hubby💍🥰.
"laia, where you at mamas?" Bakari said worried written all across his face.
"I'm at target. doing a little retail therapy, why?" I propped my phone up in the seat while I sipped on my drink. I looked at the camera.
"fix your face" i giggled covering mines.
Bakari laid in bed with a black durag on his head and no shirt. His tattoos were on full display and looked super good on camera.
His face held the most emotionless expression. "ain't nothing wrong with my face,"
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"mhm, whatever you say bk." I pursed my lips, humming.
"bk? why the hell you calling me bk." he twisted his face up in a frown. I shrugged.
"use your words..but I'm just checking up on you mamas. I'll see you in a lil bit. I love you."
My heart fluttered at him calling me mamas. "ok..see you soon, love you too." I mumbled looking at the decorative pillows and such.
We hung up and I found myself strolling up and down the aisles until I came across the baby section. My eyes instantly started to water.
I would've been at the end of my 2nd trimester and shopping for baby nursery. I quickly walked pass the aisle on my way to get some things for the house than i made my way to check out.
I called Bakari so he could help me with the bags since I was about to pull on our block. I got out of the car and grabbed a few bags. Bakari came out of the house and helped with the groceries.
We put them away. I started on dinner, we ate at the dining room table than watched a movie in the living room. "bk?" I looked at him.
"yeah" he hummed looking at me.
"I want to go to therapy..you know, figure some of this stuff out and I need to tell you something." I took a deep breath before continuing to speak.
"while i was..away...i had a miscarriage at eleven weeks...a-and the baby was y-yours." I admitted in one breath. I couldn't read his facial expression.
"I am so sorry you went through that alone. I s-should've been there with you or did something." He sighed. "Is it okay if i-yeah." I nodded cutting him off.
He wrapped his other arm around me and pulled me into a hug. I took that opportunity to straddle his lap. We looked deeply into each other's eyes.
"did you know the gender?" he asked.
"no" I shook my head.
"In my dreams it was a babygirl." I half way smiled, his once straight face turned into a half smile.
"for real?" he chuckled, I nodded smiling.
"and she looked like you, she had my complexion."
"damn..would you want another baby?" Bakari asked out of the blue.
Honestly I hadn't thought about it. "i think so" i nodded, "once I figure myself out again. yeah."
"cool. whenever you ready, say the word." he smiled making me nervous.
"ok" i replied pecking his lips. He squeezed my butt a little. I got off of his lap and laid my head on his chest. We finished watching the movie.
thoughts?
jalaiah is slowly but surely adjusting after...baby steps.
Bakari got a worried bout jalaiah, which is to be expected.
